Discarded thoughts collide,
cast aside once too many times;
now stride across crumpled sheets,
from creative springs that rise,
fuelling the pen and paper set alight.
Ideas once buried, now burst forth:
a battered note, a torn-out page,
exploding in fervent rage... each
critic\'s stab, each cut so deep,
pickaxes unearthing jewels, rough
but each one worth their keep.